Forward to the basket

Rivers on the sidelines was thinking about how to contain the Hornets' offense, so he didn't pay attention to the communication between Perkins and Feng Chen. Even Thibodeau could only see those two guys muttering.

As for what they were talking about, only Rondo, Perkins and Chen Feng knew it well.

The coaching staff on the Celtics side may be scratching their heads how to break the Hornets' pick-and-roll coordination.

After all, letting the opponent succeed in such a continuous attack is also a blow to the morale of the players.

But Rivers never expected that someone had already made a decision for him, but he hadn't been notified yet.

If only he knew what kind of shit a guy was holding up right now, he'd choose to replace him.

"I said buddy, this is not a tactic arranged by the coach in advance. If it really messes up, the boss will eat us." At this time, Perkins still hopes that Chen Feng can quickly give up this idea.

"Don't worry, if something really happens, I'll be the one to take care of it, go, you must help me keep an eye on that big idiot later, and Rondo and I will be responsible for dealing with the other two guys."

"You don't want those two guys to just play so recklessly until the end of the second quarter?"

"This is our home field. Let them be arrogant for a few minutes, but you still want to do it all the time? What good things are you thinking? The cooperation between you and Rajon is a bit unfamiliar, or I am more familiar with this kid."

Chen Feng didn't give Perkins any chance to refute himself, and the last sentence he said was indeed convincing. Compared with Perkins, he and Rondo had been cooperating for a longer time.

Chen Feng and Rondo always hang out together during training, because they are both first-year rookies. These two guys have often partnered together since the first day they entered the team, and they are very familiar with each other.

But Rivers may have forgotten this. What he cares more about at the moment is who can crack the pick-and-roll, but he forgets that besides Rondo and Perkins, not only Rondo can cooperate with Jefferson, but also that kid Chen Feng .

Perhaps in the minds of Rivers and the coaching staff, it is very unreliable to let two first-year rookies contain the most powerful pair of opponents, so they have never considered this idea.

"Second Fatty" Perkins, who has always been very simple and honest, was eaten to death by Chen Feng during training.

Now, he could only accept Chen Feng's proposal, and in Perkins' heart, he was looking forward to seeing what kind of good method this bald man had to break the opponent's pick-and-roll.

For the Celtics after re-serving from the baseline, Rondo was in charge of controlling the ball. Pierce, who felt hot, once again received Rondo's beautiful ground pass. Relying on his flexible footwork in the bottom corner, he turned around and hit Mason hard.

Fluid movements, gorgeous dodges, although Pierce doesn't often attack in positions, but this guy's post-up technique is definitely very famous in the NBA, and it is difficult for ordinary people to prevent him from smearing.

Not to mention Mason, who raised his hands and failed to seal Pierce's scoring angle.

"Pierce! Boston's leader! Beautiful post! Mason looks like he's overwhelmed by the consecutive scoring! There are 46 seconds left! The players need to work harder!"

Alex's provocative commentary made the fans' passion burst again, Pierce raised his hands and stepped back amidst shouts of "ics!"

Rivers also loudly reminded the players on the sidelines, "Keep this offensive momentum for me!"

What Rivers has to do now is how to let the team chase points in one go. As for how to carry the combination of Paul and West, maybe he wants to save it until he returns to the locker room.

The second quarter of the game is coming to an end, even if there is trouble, you can use the intermission to solve it.

Pierce's actions revived the atmosphere of the entire North Shore Garden. Many fans stood on their seats and shouted desperately. They all hoped that the team could regain the score in one go!

Boston's home court is such a monster. There may not be such a strong and oppressive feeling at any home court, but the Celtics supporters use this method to make the visiting team panic.

But Paul is a very calm person. Although he has just joined the NBA for more than a year, as long as he is on the court, whether it is away or at home, the Hornets' offense will always be sorted out clearly.

Sometimes Scott will give Paul the power to let the little guy decide certain things on the court.

Whether it is teammates or coaches, they all believe that Paul can make the team run more smoothly, and this guy rarely singles out the opponent in a feverish manner. Paul is the commander of this group of soldiers.

"David, help me set a cover at the top of the arc later, and don't let the opponent get emotional, or we will be in trouble." When serving from the baseline, Paul whispered to West.

Although Rivers knows what the opponent wants without thinking about it, he can only pray that these two guys miss their shots, or the damn score will return to a four-point gap.

Paul dribbled the ball steadily about two steps away from the three-point line. There were about 40 seconds left before the end of the second quarter.

Play a beautiful match first, and then the Celtics can get a 24-second offensive opportunity.

But the time left for the Hornets is still enough for them to attack again. Although it is only a dozen seconds, it is enough for Paul. If he is lucky enough, the score may be even worse.

Paul was still calling his teammates to move, but his footsteps suddenly accelerated violently.

Staggered, Paul maintained a steady dribbling speed under Rondo's marking, but at the moment when he was close to the top of the arc near the three-point line, he suddenly kicked the ground and accelerated, and West also rushed out quickly inside.

It was impossible for Rondo to stop Paul at this time, and West got stuck in his position.

"Damn it! Baldhead, you idiot!", Rondo saw Paul pass by, and almost yelled and cursed in a low voice. He had already said it just now, but Chen Feng's reaction speed was too slow!

It's not as good as Perkins' experience in defending pick-and-rolls. Rondo regretted agreeing to Chen Feng's proposal to switch defenses. If Paul succeeds in attacking again, the score will continue to be deadlocked!

"It's a pick-and-roll again!", Alex has seen the Hornets play such a match in a row, and he couldn't help but swear. Although this may cause him to be fined by the league, at this time, Maybe only in this way can he feel less depressed and suffocated.

But before Alex finished his sentence, many fans and him saw different changes on the court. Chris Paul's dexterous pick-and-roll cooperation failed to succeed like the previous few times!

"My God! What happened!? How did that guy fly out!?"

Alex may not even know what he's talking about, but that's what it is because everyone saw what happened on the pitch.

Yes, flew out, really flew out!

But it wasn't that Paul turned into Joe and made a slam dunk at the free throw line, but this guy flew out sideways, directly dribbling the ball out of the sideline.

The basketball was bounced directly into the auditorium, and Paul plunged into the crowd of fans at once.

This guy didn't even have time to display his dexterity, as if the whole person was out of control, he just plunged straight into it, and he still plunged into a man's arms.

Hornets coach Scott almost jumped up at the moment Paul flew out!

He was yelling loudly at the referee on the sidelines, "Foul! Technical foul! This is murder! This kid did it on purpose! Damn it! He's hurting people on purpose! Hurt people!"

Compared to the emotional Scott, Rivers now has a surprised expression on his face. While covering his forehead, he turned his head and said to Thibodeau, "You told that kid to help defend Paul?"

"If it were me, I would definitely say hello to you. I dare say, this kid decided on his own, and he also talked about Perkins and Rondo. Didn't you see the expressions of those two boys?"

Thibodeau is as helpless as Rivers now, because the bald boy who caused the accident was spitting with West near the top of the arc. If Pierce hadn't pulled him, he might have started doing it.

"God, what the hell is that damn kid thinking?" Rivers really regretted putting such a troublemaker on the field, and he really wanted to know if this kid Chen Feng could not cause trouble.

But some people have a different opinion from Rivers, such as the old bandit who smiled in his seat.

"Smart little guy, if Bill sees this kid, he will like his defensive style."

But the referees don't feel so good at this time, they will only feel a headache, if they can't control it, it may cause the group of big men in front of them to stage a large-scale gang fight.

"Get out of the way! Calm down! Let me tell you! Calm down! If you don't want to be sent out! Shut up! Otherwise, I won't guarantee that you will play on the court later! What I said is true!"

The on-duty referee Wally and the other two pushed West and Chen Feng away, roaring at the top of their lungs.

Although the efforts of the referees successfully separated the two parties, West continued to point his middle finger at Chen Feng, and obviously still had verbs to greet certain parts of the other party's female relatives.

But Chen Feng looked very calm instead. Apart from choking on the other party with a series of street jargon and being unable to speak, the expression on his face didn't change. After being separated, he still acted innocent.

"Sir, as you can see, they were trolling me. I didn't attack. I didn't fight back. I didn't push people. Of course, I did fight back when he was talking nonsense to me, but I think It's not against the rules, trash talk never counts as a foul, right?"

Wally looked depressedly at the bald boy in front of him who defended himself. He has been an NBA referee for more than ten years, and he has never seen such a shameless guy.

No attack action?Your sister, why did Paul fly up to the stands and get into the arms of an uncle with whiskers?Did this guy suddenly find out he was gay?Looking for true love?

But Wally really has nothing to do with this cheeky guy in front of him now, he can't really expel this kid like Scott yelled.

You must know that at the moment of the collision just now, Wally was beside him, and he could see it very clearly.

Paul threw off Rondo's defense and cut in at high speed. West blocked Rondo's pursuit, but the moment Paul dodged and wiped into the three-point line, the bald boy came out sideways.

Even Wally himself didn't see exactly when the kid followed West. Anyway, by the time Paul realized it, it was already too late, and he just bumped into him head-on.

Paul was only a little over 1.8 meters, and the guy he bumped into, not to mention the height advantage, was enough for Paul with his sturdy tendons, not to mention that Paul was still cutting at high speed at the time.

Hitting head-on with a body of tense muscles, even if Paul has a good physique, can he be stronger than Chandler?

One must know that Chandler was knocked out of breath just now, not to mention Paul's small physique.

Everyone has seen the ending, it's really a trapeze...

This is also due to Paul's luck. When he cut in, in order to get rid of Rondo, he was slightly closer to the sideline, so he would be sent directly to the audience.

If this guy rushed in from the top of the arc, he would definitely be knocked down to the sidelines, and his face would probably be worn out by the floor.

Although the scene of getting into the arms of an uncle looks a bit weird, it's better than being disfigured.

Now Wally can at most consider that guy to be a blocking foul, and it is impossible to call a technical foul. Although Scott keeps protesting to the referees, the rules are the rules, and things must be done according to the rules.

"Foul, serve from the sideline." Listening to Wally's penalty, West almost opened his mouth to curse.

Not to mention him, even the good-tempered Paul felt a little angry at this moment.

Only the perpetrator was expressing his obedience to the punishment with a bright smile on his face. As for the previous conflict, this guy seemed to have never happened at all.

"Tom, we seem to have been tricked by this kid..." When Rivers saw Feng Chen's expression, he suddenly understood something.

"Doug, needless to say, I also understand. So far, Chen Feng has only fouled once... He must have played this idea. My God, who did this kid learn from?"

Thibodeau is also covering his forehead helplessly now. When he looks at Chen Feng now, he always feels that this kid has two small horns growing on his head, and he is holding a bloody fork in his hand.

If you add a pointed tail to him, this is just like a big demon.

This... all of this was planned by that kid...

Thibodeau and Rivers glanced at each other, and cursed almost in unison, "Has this bastard really never played professional basketball? Why is he so cunning! What a fucking beast!"

And that animal was showing a mouthful of white teeth at the moment, making the other party feel a little shuddering...

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